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Showing posts with label Con-Version. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Con-Version. Show all posts

Thursday, May 26, 2011

Peters' Drive-In

Stephen Fitzpatrick first introduced me to the famous Peters' Drive-In in Calgary way back in the mid-80s, the first time we attended the Con-Version science fiction convention. I love a good burger, and Peters' delivers. I made the mistake of ordering the large fries, which of course can feed a family of four with leftovers. Never again!

Pictured above, though, are my friends Jeff and Susan, seen here at Peters' sometime in the 1990s. I'm not sure what we were doing in Calgary, as the other photos on the same strip of negatives don't offer any contextual clues. Such are the hazards of visiting the archives! Hopefully I scrawled an explanatory note on the back of the print, as is my custom.

Sylvia and I will be in Calgary tomorrow to attend Politics Reimagined, the 2011 Alberta Liberal convention and annual general meeting. Maybe I'll see some of you there!

Sunday, February 20, 2011

The Con-Version Experience

A couple of years after I met Steve Fitzpatrick, I started joining him at Calgary's Con-Version science fiction conventions. We headed down to Calgary three or four times in the late 80s and early 90s, and I always had a blast. I loved the bad movie night, the guest speakers, and the panels. One year, our friend Steve Muir earned a glare from SF author David Brin; apparently Steve's giant feet got a little too close to Brin's toddler in the elevator. Another year I ran into Bjo Trimble, the so-called "superfan" who orchestrated the fan mail campaign that saved Star Trek from cancellation - twice!

Delegates are obligated, by tradition if not force of law, to bring costumes to this event. And of course there's a contest. At Con-Version XII in 1995, Steve convinced me to play a supporting role in his contest entry for that year. Revealing that there's much more to Klingon culture than simply war and honour, Steve dressed up as a Klingon accountant. But even a Klingon number-cruncher remains a Klingon, and when I, playing an uptight Federation bureaucrat, confronted Steve's character about his figures, well, he stopped crunching numbers and started crunching my hand. We had a lot of fun hamming it up for the audience, and took away some reward or other - I don't remember which. though perhaps Steve will.
Here I am in a turbolift (i.e., elevator) with Audrey Fitzpatrick. Why am I wearing glasses? Most 23rd century patients with vision problems are given a dose of Retinax-V. But I'm allergic to Retinax.

And here's the gang that went down that year: myself, Stephen Fitzpatrick, Peter Harris (as the Surgeon General), Dave and Paula Ticheler, Audrey Fitzpatrick, and Steve Muir, he of the giant feet.

Ask anyone what defines Calgary and they'll probably mention one of the sports teams, the Calgary Stampede, or the oil and gas industry. But every metropolitan area plays host to a plethora of subcultures, including science fiction and fantasy aficionados. Con-Version has been attracting thousands of fans for nearly thirty years now, as interesting and diverse a crowd of people as I've ever encountered. I haven't been to a convention for over a decade, but if anyone wants to make the trip again, I'm up for it.